The Pilot Public House – Revisited

//The Pilot Public House – Revisited

The Pilot Public House – Revisited

I had forgotten how good the Pilot is for food. One tends to forget what is on ones doorstep.

It has been some considerable time since I last visited The Pilot and whilst some prices are a little higher than I remembered the quality of food and the service of the ever attendant staff makes the place an exceptional place to eat. Although previously finding fame for its Fish ‘n’ Chips – the menu now ranges from sandwiches and pies to King Prawns and Steaks. The full menu can be viewed on their website. And I will add this is not a paid for write up but a result of a genuine reaction from a visit last evening!

The fish meal is exceptionally good and it doesn’t have to come with batter. Pan fried was perfect – with a large salad. In all a healthy well balanced meal – but spoilt with an apple crumble pudding with cream and ice cream. I am weak!

The pub is owned by locals Niko Miaoulis, his wife Rachel and Michelle with son Rob in attendance.

Well worth a visit next time you are in the area.

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Born in Ashford a long time ago I have had a lifelong relationship with Dungeness having spent every year here for a fortnights holiday up to the age of 15. In those good old days there was no electricity and hence no radio, no running water and no adequate sewage solutions. Nothing to do other than enjoy the vast expanse of the Ness and all it offered for the young children of that era. Out after breakfast and back before nightfall. There were lakes to swim in. Same lakes to boat on (well large logs). A derelict school in which to play.(Add pic on school roof) Gun emplacements, underground shelters. Sheer bliss. That all ended at 16 when I joined the RAF, finally purchasing a shack – as indeed it was then – in 1971 for the princely sum of £750.00. Only 15 years prior to that we could not afford the £250.00 asking price for what was then known as ‘Windwhistle’, the former Queen Victoria’s Pullman carriage. Still there today but concealed behind painted shiplap. Leaving the mob I travelled, retuning ‘home’ as oft I could, and realistically, only becoming a permanent fixture since 1977. In those days there was a vibrant community here with annual gatherings for the Mayday festival – spit roast and all and open days at the Lifeboat station – with bosuns chairs, zip wires to keep the kids happy. I think Health and Safety put paid to that and other activities, as did the moving away of many locals. The result of which , today there are probably less than 40 persons residing here permanently, in probably less than 20 out of the 80 shacks still here. (I have been told not to use the word ‘shacks’ as now at £3000,00.00 plus they are desirable bungalows in a well sought after locale. So ‘Shacks’ they are! End.

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